Sunday, November 23, 2014

"Oh, I cannot post something related to football since I'm not really a football fanatic. Or, I should only read fictional works because I'm not really a non-fiction lover." These should not be your thoughts.

You can be anything and everything. Don't try to hide under the cover of labels, be bold and be yourself, So, what if two to three words don't define you? A thousand words surely do.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

Do you wear shoes? Well, I know that you do. And, how do I know that? Well, I tried NOT wearing shoes (wore just socks, it is cold here these days) the entire day on Friday and noticed that I was the very extremely odd one out because everybody else was wearing shoes.

Friday was that one day when we roamed around entire Islamabad probably, Mama Baba had places to go to and I tagged along. And, know one good thing about not wearing shoes the entire day? I actually looked down on the ground to watch my step, with all the looking I noticed the beautifully patterned sidewalk, the cement patches to smooth down the road, the bricked design in the lawn that I walked on and, since looking down equals seeing lots of shoes, the creativity that is bursting out of the shoe industry.

Why 'No Shoes Friday'?Well, one might expect a wisdomatic solution but there is none.

I actually roamed around in socks the entire day because I was too lazy to wear my converse and tie the laces. True Story. My converse just relaxed in the car the entire day.

She's the one who writes

An elder sister to two wacko brothers and one very loving baby sister. I've been on the move since as long as I remember. I love rainy days. I love rooms filled with gazillions of books. A doctor-to-be by choice and a story-teller by birth. Oh and, I doodle, occasionally.

Raindrops.

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Live out of your imagination, not your history. -Stephen R. Covey.

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It is a Lubaina Ehsan original doodle.

So much to write, such little time.

If you are a dreamer, come inIf you are a dreamer, a wisher, a liar,A Hope-er, a Pray-er, a Magic Bean buyer,If you're a pretender, come sit by my fireFor we have some flax-golden tales to spinCome inCome in!